Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guinea-Bissau and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sarah Menescal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
One Last Wish,
Gabor Szabo,
Graham Central Station,
Brass Construction,
Althea and Donna,
The Tremeloes,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
X-102,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
Sarah Menescal,
The Velvet Underground,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The J.B.'s,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Seeds,
Maurizio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
David McCallum,
Royal Trux,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Moon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brick,
Outsiders,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
The Real Kids,
Crime,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Lower 48,
Minnie Riperton,
Roxy Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Sherman,
U.S. Maple,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.